It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 168 The evil guest comes to the door
  Li Qinglin thought silently.

And if he can become the Lord of the Cave Heaven, his three-tasseled plantain will truly have a place to grow, and will no longer be limited to a mere spiritual field or spiritual pond.

It can absorb the essence of the entire cave world, and even turn it into a tree that seeks the sky, supporting the sky and the earth!
  "Taoist Jia Ling is actually the direct disciple of the previous Master Yuxu, but it is obvious that six hundred years ago, he stabbed his mentor in the back, seized the Dao Gui, and fled far away.

By chance, he actually built the three mountains of Qingxutan. Moreover, they are not too far away from Yuxu Sect, they are almost neighbors. "

Li Qinglin clearly noticed that Taoist Jialing was obviously brooding about what happened back then.

"Is the sword at the core of the Goumang Tribulation Realm the same one that Taoist Jialing took away?"

Li Qinglin opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with light.

After spending another day digesting the gains from the Tribulation Territory, Li Qinglin stopped delaying and turned into an afterimage, heading towards Feng County.

……

In the spring of March, peach blossoms bloom overnight on both sides of the winding official roads in and around Fengxian County.

The flowers are fragrant and the fallen flowers are colorful.

Especially outside Ximen in Xiangfeng County, surrounding the city wall, there is a flower bed.

The flower bed is green and green, with all kinds of exotic flowers and stamens. The dewdrops roll on the petals, exuding a delicate fragrance. When you smell it, you feel like your disease is gone.

In front of the flower bed, there is a stone tablet - Zhanxiandai
  Any outsider who passes by Sendai will definitely stop and admire it for a while.

He even prostrated himself on the ground and stayed up for a long time, praying silently.

And under the city gate where people were constantly passing by, a young man with an average appearance and a gentle temperament slowly walked into Feng County.

Time is kind and cruel.

Three years have passed, and it seems that there are no traces left in the city where the Liquan Taoist spread immortality, opened roads to seek disasters, and left the city full of pristine beauty.

What the passers-by discussed and discussed was that the price of food and oil had risen again, where was the way to make a fortune, and which robber in the east of the city would be killed in autumn...

No one noticed the young man.

He was like a drop of water falling into the ocean, calm and calm.

Li Qinglin walked to a familiar noodle stall in the street.

The noodle seller was not the old man who was over fifty years old, but a dark-skinned man.

"Where is the old man from before?" Li Qinglin stood in front of the noodle stall and asked.

The man was kneading the dough. Hearing this, he looked up at Li Qinglin and replied smoothly,

"Oh, my dad passed away last winter. He was healthy and happy. He was a happy man! Do you know my dad? He was a regular customer from before. Do you want some noodles? Find a place to sit by yourself."

Li Qinglin nodded,
  "Three liang of spicy noodles."

"Okay!"

Li Qinglin sat on a short horse, his posture was a little cramped, his knees were almost touching his chest, looking up at the crowds of people passing by.

But Li Qinglin was enjoying himself and kept silently listening to the voice of the mortal world.

"You know, the Sensendai was not called this at the beginning! It was called the Sendai!

Late one night, starlight fell from the sky and changed the handwriting of the inscription, "cut" to "dip"! "

At the dining table not far away, several porters from the car dealership, all dressed in bunts and with lean muscles, were eating noodles and talking at the same time.

"Really? I only came to Feng County last year, so I don't know what's going on! It's a pity. I wanted to sign up to go to Wulaoqing Xinzhai to learn martial arts, but I didn't have enough qualifications and was eliminated. However, I became more and more skilled in this car... "

"It's a good thing you didn't go to Wu Lao Qing Xin Zhai to practice martial arts! I haven't seen any of the martial artists practicing Wu Lao Qing Xin Ming in the past few years. They are either disabled or have gone crazy!"

"That's true! It's strange to say that Wen Shoufei and that Li Qinglin, aren't they good at practicing? They can even kill immortals, so why can't others practice well?"

"Why else? It must be a curse from the immortal! Who is that Liquan Taoist? Master Li Qinglin and his disciples dared to kill him, which must have damaged their moral integrity! I haven't seen Li Qinglin show up for many years, and it is rumored that he died of serious injuries long ago. .”

Li Qinglin turned a deaf ear to these comments.

But when I heard the extraterrestrial light that day and modified the inscription on the inscription, I smiled.

The Yuxu Sect still loves face... Within a moment, a steaming bowl of noodles was served. There was not much flavor, only three or two pieces.

Get the chopsticks.

Li Qinglin took a bite, frowned slightly, and put down his chopsticks with some regret.

Face, changed.

It no longer has the strength to bounce teeth, and tastes like chewing wax.

Maybe it's the reduction of ingredients, maybe it's the looseness of the dough kneading skills, or maybe it's because the old man who guarded the noodle stall in the winter and added more sour seeds to himself is no longer there.

Li Qinglin could no longer taste the relaxing taste from this bowl of noodles.

"Things are different and people are different..."

Li Qinglin was a little emotional.

But I saw the porters suddenly lowered their voices and whispered,
  "But I heard that the Li Mansion is not stable recently."

"A red-robed lama came from Kyoto and said he wanted to see Li Qinglin. He had a tendency not to leave until he saw someone, and even blocked the door of Li's house!"

"It's been blocked for months! All the warriors from Wu Lao Qing Xin Zhai were beaten out by them!"

Hearing this, Li Qinglin frowned, took out a piece of cold jade from the corpse of an unknown 'lucky man' from his storage bag, used it as cooking supplies, and placed it on the table.

Whoosh!
  The breeze blew by, carrying the chill of early spring, rolling around in the backs of several porters like ice loaches.

They shuddered and looked up in shock. They saw that the young man who was eating noodles at the next table had disappeared in the blink of an eye, so they all showed expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

Only that piece of cold jade shined without light, and still exuded a cold air like a mist.

……

In front of the second entrance courtyard with green tiles and white walls.

As soon as Li Qinglin showed his figure, he saw seven or eight warriors with knives and swords suddenly surrounding him, shouting to drive them away,
  "Go, go, don't stay here. The Li family won't see any guests during this time."

When Li Qinglin heard this, an unknown evil fire suddenly rose in his heart.

"Get away!!"

Li Qinglin took a step forward suddenly, shouted loudly, and filled his throat with energy and blood, forming a spreading tiger's roar.

The seven or eight warriors' eardrums were shattered on the spot, their orifices were bleeding, and they fell to the ground wailing continuously.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Ah!! I can't hear, hurry up, help me!!"

These warriors screamed in agony, causing passers-by on the street to take a detour and not dare to step forward.

And at the door of Li's house, there was a little monk with dark copper skin, wearing a long cassock and bare feet standing guard.

At this moment, his expression changed wildly, and he immediately noticed the depth of Li Qinglin's strength. He must be a spiritual warrior.

And with this sound wave alone, he can defeat many warriors who have refined their marrow and even made their internal organs round.

In the realm of spiritual cultivation, he is not considered a weakling!
  Seeing something bad, the little monk immediately turned around and ran into the yard.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Li Qinglin's figure appeared in front of him in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, an aura as heavy as a mountain came over, and the young monk was completely suppressed in an instant. His body remained motionless, as if he were an insect solidified in amber.

Fortunately, this terrifying momentum went away just as quickly as it came!

The little monk regained his freedom, like a suffocated fish jumping into the water again. He immediately took a few breaths of fresh air with a look of fear on his face.

"Who are you and why do you want to embarrass the Li family?"

Although Li Qinglin was furious, he did not act rashly. Instead, he was prepared to find out the origin and purpose of this group of people.

(End of this chapter)